Sunday, November 4, 2007

Turned Her Over Her Knee

La bimba e la castagna

"Why, good chestnut, are hidden among the thorns? Will you bite the children that you want to eat?"
"No, my dear, Nature as a bristling me because I made my flesh intact to preserve for you."



(This nursery rhyme my grandmother read to me when I was little. And today, my grandmother turns 92 years :-))

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